Switch (Fremione)

Chapter 1

The game was over, the Quidditch cup had been won, and everyone was partying, except for one little bushy haired witch in the corner.

"Come on, Hermione, we've won the cup," Fred sidled over to her, putting his goblet of butterbeer on the table.

"I know, but I'm so close," She said, studying the gerbil and turtle in front of her.

"All right, but please, come join soon." He picked up his goblet and took a long draught from it. Hermione peered over at him, then she realized-

"Fred! Get back here!" He returned, looking thoroughly confused.

"Did you pick up the cup that was there?" She pointed at a specific spot.

"Um... Yes?" Then suddenly she pressed her lips to his. He was confused, but he went along with it. When they broke apart, she put her hands on her hips.

"Stay here."

"Why did it matter which cup I took?" He asked her.

"Because the cup I was using contained a soul switching potion."

"What? It means, pretty soon in fact-" She checked her watch. "In about ten seconds we will switch bodies."

"What the bloody-" But he fell silent as he slumped to the floor.